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MrNobody

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Re: The old days - Aboard the Apollo - 1973

Very nice music to go to sleep on!

Pachelbel's canon in 432 Hertz

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eONRucnxudU

Much more enjoyable than in 440 Hz
Lakey

I didn't click on the video, since I've recently listened to approximately 30 different versions of that canon for a certain research project.

So let me say just that: I find it so incredibly sad that good, hard working, formerly probably honest musicians decide to jump on the bullshit bandwagon to make a buck, which now, of course, is no longer a really honest buck. This is sad, so sad. :bigcry:


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OK, I know what I want for Christmas

[video=youtube;iVrJUbeuG44]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iVrJUbeuG44&feature=youtu.be[/video]

Yo, that guy sure has some nifty DIY projects going. How about starting with this one?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fj7EcDA73Bs
 
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lkwdblds

Crusader
Re: The old days - Aboard the Apollo - 1973

I started college as a computer science major, after courses in Basic, Fortran and RPG( which was Report Program Generator not Role Playing Game as it now generally means) I changed my major to accounting. All those punch cards and computer lab time was not what I was thinking it was going to be. LOL. And we did all our own punch cards!

Nice to hear from you! I guess we share some history. I started taking classes in Basic as well. i told the story in the main body of my thread. Due to financial problems my parents had, I only went to UCLA for one year, Sept, 1959 to June,1960, then transferred to Cal State Fullerton. Five years later I went back to UCLA to take Basic in June, 1965, while I was working for McDonald Douglas.

I was absolutely blown away by the changes on the UCLA campus in only 5 years. In 1960, the campus still looked like a 1950's campus. The guys had flat top hair cuts or crew cuts and wore dockers type pants with no pleats and they wore Ivy League shirts. The women still wore skirts and blouses, no women were wearing jeans. It still looked like The Fonzi's era on Happy times or Travolta's era in Grease. Going back only 5 years later to do Basic, everything had changed. Most guys had long hair and beards and wore jeans and a T shirt, non of the women wore skirts, they all wore jeans, T shirts and sandals. Smoking was very popular on campus. The cooler people smoked at course breaks or when walking around campus. In 1960, no one to speak of was on street drugs but in 1965, many students were taking marijuana on a regular basis with a few taking more potent drugs than marijuana. It was like a different world!

I think that it was the old Grease type era all the way through 1963. JFK was in office, everybody loved him. Two events signaled the change in culture, one was JFK's assassination in November of 1963 and the other was the invasion of the British Rock Bands in 1964. first the Beatles and shortly arfterwards a lot of other British Bands, "The Stones, The Dave Clark Five, Herman's Hermits, etc. Up until 1963, it was a continuation of the 1950's culture but in 1964, almost overnight, the culture shifted to a Woodstock type of culture. The speed of change was absolutely incredible. Of course this was California, where trends originated. California and New York were trend setters. Middle America didn't change quite as fast but every few years they would catch up with the latest cultural trends.

Well Bromo, how did accounting go for you. In those days they had FORTRAN for scientific applications and COBOL for financial type of operations. Basic was an effort to merge and update those two languages, or at least that is how I remember it.

For we, in the scientific part of the spectrum, California was the center of the universe in the 40's through 60's in aircraft and defense work except, perhaps, during WWII when most vehicles came from Detroit and went straight to the Military. When Kennedy started the Apollo Moon Program, California was the center of that program and it was booming with aerospace and defense plants. It was very easy for someone with a math-physics background to get a well paying defense job.

With Johnson taking office after Kennedy's assassination, NASA was set up in Texas and much off the aerospace work quickly dried up in California. I got layed off but Texas was calling, especially Houston, were NASA was based (right outside of Houston). I went there in June 1964. It was either that or be drafted. Most of us younger aerospace guys wanted to avoid the draft. The Aerospace companies in Texas were recruiting like crazy in California. FORTRAN programmers were in huge demand for the Apollo effort. I took a job and never did go into the Army. Looking back, I wish I would have spent my two years in the Service. I didn't serve my country and feel bad about that plus those who did serve now have a lot of aid and financial benefits as a result. The Government accepted working in Aerospace or any part of our defense industry as a replacement for doing Army or Navy training. Our skills were considered critical skills.

As far as the punch card days. Learning piano as a kid, I took typing in 8th grade and have excellent typing skills. I did a little of my own key punching on my own. On key punching, there were no male key punch operators, it was all female and about half of the women were young women in their 20's. It was easy to make friends with the key punch operators, a lot of them were interested in meeting guys who were Programmers or Engineers. In Houston, I dated a couple of key punch operators and I think I dated one at Mc Donald Douglas. Nothing ever came of those dates.

I just loved being a FORTRAN programmer! The only downside was waiting around all day for your program to come back. I was always assigned only one program at a time. Writing the program required an initial meeting with the Engineer. He would go over the program which he wanted written and tell me what kind of output he wanted. All programs printed out large quantities of numbers but there was also CRT, which stood for Cathode Ray Tube and that referred to the graphs which the computer could produce.

The engineer would give me a set of equations and then tell me what he wanted the computer to do. I usually spent 7 to 10 days writing a program. It was a lot of fun, I just loved it. It was very challenging but it required the skils which I was best at. In higher math I was not an ace; I could understand it but had not made it my own enough to be creative with it. In computer applications, I was a whiz, I did phenomenal programs for my engineers and made some friends along the way. It would usually take about 2 weeks to formulate a program and debug it. Debugging was extremely interesting for me. Murhphy's law was at work, whatever could go wrong did go run during testing out the programs. Eventually, I got so good at debugging FORTRAN programs that at Douglas, I was assigned the task of debugging all the other programmer's programs, if they could not debug it themselves. I had a real skill there and it commanded a pretty fair salary, maybe between $75 K to $100 K in today's money. I was only 24-25, Not bad!

The boring part came after the new program was running smoothly. All of these programs used what was called the Monte Carlo Method. A set of random numbers was generated by the computer and huge quantities of these random numbers were used to do computer simulations. Nothing was actually run in real time, it was all simulated! You might be called on to make a million trial runs, each run using a different set of random numbers, you would then get a bell shaped curve of results and from that curve, actual results could be simulated using probablity theory. The problem for me was the time lag involved. I'd work for about 2 hours preparing data to submit to the computer room and then wait around for 4 or 5 hours until the results of the run were returned to me. I then spent an hour or two studying those results and giving them to my engineer. I then submitted a new run based on parameters which he or she gave me. The next morning that cycle would repeat. I would supply tons of print out data and graphs to my Engineer. He would review all the results and then give me new input parameters for the next day's run.

We worked on the Moon Shot, for several years. It was a real interesting experience. I got to meet some really smart people. I am fortunate to have experienced that!!

In an 8 hour day, I was waiting around for 3 to 4 hours every day. That was the part that drove me crazy. Were they able to give me 2 programs to work on simultaneously, that would have solved the problem. Douglas solved that problem by appointing me as a Debug expert for all the other programmers. That made the job really fun. One other thing warrants comment and that was writing up a users guide for each completed program. I spent time on those write ups. The actual typing up of the user's guides was done in a secretarial pool of typists. They always did a fantastically professional job.
Lakey
 
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lkwdblds

Crusader
Re: Unusual Befellows - This is really an odd mix.

FIFY :biggrin:

Others have already kindly informed you about the FIFY acronym but since you're asking me I'll respond directly. FIFY is used correcting someone's spelling, making a humorous, ironic, or deadpan point minimally changing another person's quoted post.

Well, thank you for clarifying what that meant. Funny, someone said wrote to me about 3 or 4 days ago and said that they new for sure after FYIY that I was an arrogant and evil poster. I believe it was MRNobody who said that. Now that I know what FIFY means, I can't make any sense out of MrNobody's comment but that is nothing new, nothing else he has sad so far makes any sense to me either.


His most amusing statement was his complaint to me for writing on the Apollo thread. He stated, and I paraphrase, that by being forced to spend hours each week reading this thread he was acquiring a case of clinical depression and he was blaming me for that! It's really very humorous, when you think of it. Somebody (no pun intended), or should I say Nobody(Pun Intended) chooses of his own free willl to read a thread that he detests and then complains to the thread OP about his chronic depression. That is one of the funniest things which I have ever encountered. It is very similar to Rodney Dangerfield's comic gimick, "I don't get no respect." MrNobody missed his calling in life, he could have been a stand up comic in the style of Rodney Dangerfield. He could have been Somebody but he chooses to be Nobody. Logic is totally absent in his words but unintended comedy makes up for that!
Lakey
 
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Gizmo

Rabble Rouser
Re: The old days - Aboard the Apollo - 1973

< deleted the blah blah > Sorry about you losing your giggle put it is being done for the common good.

Oh, I'll never lose my giggle.

And, for the record, - if not clarification - I did not call you common...................or good ( LOL ! )
 

Gizmo

Rabble Rouser
Re: The old days - Aboard the Apollo - 1973

< whacked off >
In 1960, no one to speak of was on street drugs but in 1965, many students were taking marijuana on a regular basis with a few taking more potent drugs than marijuana. It was like a different world!
< more whacking off >

Speaking of different worlds, by 1957 smoking pot was already old hat but still widely popular in Greenwich Village. The Beatniks were a fun - even if highly uniform - group of rebels & smoking pot is something they really got into.

( To most people, the Beatnicks ranked above ' no one to speak of ' )

Oh, I never saw anyone ever " taking marijuana " but saw one hell of a lot it smoked - guess another difference in you California boys & us in the Village!


I think it hard to say Southern California was really representative of the 'world' back then when much of the rest of the country sort of regarded California as somewhere over the mountains out there.

It all reminds me of some deep southern places where some people lived & died their whole life in one county & didn't have much awareness of any other place existing.

Anyway, back to Southern Californiawas - or is - "it".

Same time period in Texas a single joint could have gotten a person 99 years in jail ( as some found out ! )

Same era there were mixed race marriages legal in California & illegal in the deep southern states.

A college in say Kentucky or Virginia would have students from California, New York & Alabama who mixed almost like they were from another planet.

Like a gal from Chicago on her first date with a guy from Clearwater, FL - YIKES !

Sometimes trying to paint a picture of 'how it was' can easily use too broad a brush.

On religions, mix a Mormon, a JW, a Baptist, a Pentecostal & jewish person together and ask 'em to talk about God. Oh boy !

Lots of variety in every time period.
 
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Free Being Me

Crusader
Re: Unusual Befellows - This is really an odd mix.

Well, thank you for clarifying what that meant. Funny, someone said wrote to me about 3 or 4 days ago and said that they new for sure after FYIY that I was an arrogant and evil poster. I believe it was MRNobody who said that. Now that I know what FIFY means, I can't make any sense out of MrNobody's comment but that is nothing new, nothing else he has sad so far makes any sense to me either.


His most amusing statement was his complaint to me for writing on the Apollo thread. He stated, and I paraphrase, that by being forced to spend hours each week reading this thread he was acquiring a case of clinical depression and he was blaming me for that! It's really very humorous, when you think of it. Somebody (no pun intended), or should I say Nobody(Pun Intended) chooses to read a thread that he detests of his own free will and then complains to the thread OP about his chronic depression. That is one of the funniest things which I have ever encountered. It is very similar to Rodney Dangerfield's comic gimick, "I don't get no respect." MrNobody missed his calling in life, he could have been a stand up comic in the style of Rodney Dangerfield. He could have been Somebody but he chooses to be Nobody. Logic is totally absent in his words but unintended comedy makes up for that!
Lakey

Phffffffft. Why are complaining to me about Mr. Nobody? DILLIGAF? I wasn't impressed when you talked down about Face too. Both are good people so go cry and whine on someone else's shoulder.

:whatever: :censored: :whocares: :screwy:
 
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MrNobody

Who needs merits?
Re: Unusual Befellows - This is really an odd mix.

Well, thank you for clarifying what that meant. Funny, someone said wrote to me about 3 or 4 days ago and said that they new for sure after FYIY that I was an arrogant and evil poster. I believe it was MRNobody who said that. Now that I know what FIFY means, I can't make any sense out of MrNobody's comment but that is nothing new, nothing else he has sad so far makes any sense to me either.


His most amusing statement was his complaint to me for writing on the Apollo thread. He stated, and I paraphrase, that by being forced to spend hours each week reading this thread he was acquiring a case of clinical depression and he was blaming me for that! It's really very humorous, when you think of it. Somebody (no pun intended), or should I say Nobody(Pun Intended) chooses to read a thread that he detests of his own free will and then complains to the thread OP about his chronic depression. That is one of the funniest things which I have ever encountered. It is very similar to Rodney Dangerfield's comic gimick, "I don't get no respect." MrNobody missed his calling in life, he could have been a stand up comic in the style of Rodney Dangerfield. He could have been Somebody but he chooses to be Nobody. Logic is totally absent in his words but unintended comedy makes up for that!
Lakey

Ghee, wassa mattah with you, hat? :hysterical:

Look, if you have a problem with me, you could at least have the courtesy and decency to duke it out with me directly, honestly, fairly and upfront. Wimp.
 

MrNobody

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Re: The old days - Aboard the Apollo - 1973

I started college as a computer science major, after courses in Basic, Fortran and RPG( which was Report Program Generator not Role Playing Game as it now generally means) I changed my major to accounting. All those punch cards and computer lab time was not what I was thinking it was going to be. LOL. And we did all our own punch cards!

I "joined the crew" after the era of punch cards, so the only time I was confronted with those, was in my final COBOL exam. LOL, that final COBOL exam is worth another real-life anecdote: The exam task was: Write a program that fulfills this list of criteria and properly handles this data given. We had one day to write our programs.

Then, our programs were sent to punch-card-operators who entered 'em into a big old mainframe. Then, a few days later, we were given the error-reports and another 2 hours to fix our mistakes.

Half of the class, including yours truly, received tons and tons of error messages, because we all had forgotten to write one single line: PROCEDURE DIVISION.

Well, that was the revenge for having created a template for our homework instead of writing this stuff by hand every single time, LOL. But: My original program contained an awful conceptional mistake, which I had realized before our error-reports came back, so I completely re-wrote my whole program in these 2 hours, changing it from an instant F to a well-deserved A+. :)

Since you've mentioned RPG, here's another anecdote from my "old school days":

Two of our classmates, both very much disliked, unpleasant big-mouths, were always pretending to have been successful, accomplished RPG-2 programmers in their time before they joined us. Conveniently, RPG-2 wasn't taught in our school. :biggrin: Both big-mouths had to leave our school after their 1st year, because they couldn't grasp the simple COBOL-concepts we were taught. :roflmao:
 

Helena Handbasket

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Re: The old days - Aboard the Apollo - 1973

As far as the punch card days. Learning piano as a kid, I took typing in 8th grade and have excellent typing skills. I did a little of my own key punching on my own.
I remember punch cards! 80 bytes each, and that's only if you use the last 8 columns, which we usually didn't.

I did all my own key punching at school and most of if when I went to work. I was entitled to have my cards keypunched for me, but it was always quicker and easier to do it myself. Usually I'd have a piece of paper with insertions and corrections all over the place, and to have had to copy it over onto keypunch forms would have taken too much time.

Helena
 

CO2

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Re: The old days - Aboard the Apollo - 1973

Nice to hear from you! I guess we share some history. I started taking classes in Basic as well. i told the story in the main body of my thread. Due to financial problems my parents had, I only went to UCLA for one year, Sept, 1959 to June,1960, then transferred to Cal State Fullerton. Five years later went back to UCLA to take Basic in June, 1965, while I was working for McDonald Douglas.

I was absolutely blown away by the changes on the UCLA campus in only 5 years. In 1960, the campus still looked like a 1950's campus. The guys had flat top hair cuts or crew cuts and wore dockers type pants with no pleats and they wore Ivy League shirts. The women still wore skirts and blouses, no women were wearing jeans. It still looked like The Fonzi's era on Happy times or Travolta's era in Grease. Going back only 5 years later to do Basic, everything had changed. Most guys had long hair and beards and wore jeans and a T shirt, non of the women wore skirts, they all wore jeans, T shirts and sandals. Smoking was very popular on campus. The cooler people smoked at course breaks or when walking around campus. In 1960, no one to speak of was on street drugs but in 1965, many students were taking marijuana on a regular basis with a few taking more potent drugs than marijuana. It was like a different world!

I think that it was the old Grease type era all the way through 1963. JFK was in office, everybody loved him. Two events signaled the change in culture, one was JFK's assassination in November of 1963 and the other was the invasion of the British Rock Bands in 1964. first the Beatles and shortly arfterwards a lot of other British Bands, "The Stones, The Dave Clark Five, Herman's Hermits, etc. Up until 1963, it was a continuation of the 1950's culture in in 1964, almost overnight, the culture shifted to a Woodstock type of culture. The speed of change was absolutely incredible. Of course this was California, where trends originated. California and New York were trend setters. Middle America didn't change quite as fast but every few years they would catch up with the latest cultural trends.

Well Bromo, how did accounting go for you. In those days they had FORTRAN for scientific applications and COBOL for financial type of operations. Basic was an effort to merge and update those two languages, or at least that is how I remember it.

For we, in the scientific part of the spectrum, California was the center of the universe in the 40's through 60's in aircraft and defense work except, perhaps, during WWII when most vehicles came from Detroit and went straight to the Military. When Kennedy started the Apollo Moon Program, California was the center of that program and it was booming with aerospace and defense plants. It was very easy for someone with a math-physics background to get a well paying defense job.

With Johnson taking office after Kennedy's assassination, NASA was set up in Texas and much off the aerospace work quickly dried up in California. I got layed off but Texas was calling, especially Houston, were NASA was based (right outside of Houston). I went there in June 1964. It was either that or be drafted. Most of us younger aerospace guys wanted to avoid the draft. The Aerospace companies in Texas were recruiting like crazy in California. FORTRAN programmers were in huge demand for the Apollo effort. I took a job and never did go into the Army. Looking back, I wish I would have spent my two years in the Service. I didn't serve my country and feel bad about that plus those who did serve now have a lot of aid and financial benefits as a result. The Government accepted working in Aerospace or any part of our defense industry as a replacement for doing Army or Navy training. Our skills were considered critical skills.

As far as the punch card days. Learning piano as a kid, I took typing in 8th grade and have excellent typing skills. I did a little of my own key punching on my own. On key punching, there were no male key punch operators, it was all female and about half of the women were young women in their 20's. It was easy to make friends with the key punch operators, a lot of them were interested in meeting guys who were Programmers or Engineers. In Houston, I dated a couple of key punch operators and I think I dated one at Mc Donald Douglas. Nothing ever came of those dates.

I just loved being a FORTRAN programmer! The only downside was waiting around all day for your program to come back. I was always assigned only one program at a time. Writing the program required an initial meeting with the Engineer. He would go over the program which he wanted written and tell me what kind of output he wanted. All programs printed out large quantities of numbers but there was also CRT, which stood for Cathode Ray Tube and that referred to the graphs which the computer could produce.

The engineer would give me a set of equations and then tell me what he wanted the computer to do. I usually spent 7 to 10 days writing a program. It was a lot of fun, I just loved it. It was very challenging but it required the skils which I was best at. In higher math I was not an ace; I could understand it but had not made it my own enough to be creative with it. In computer applications, I was a whiz, I did phenomenal programs for my engineers and made some friends along the way. It would usually take about 2 weeks to formulate a program and debug it. Debugging was extremely interesting for me. Murhphy's law was at work, whatever could go wrong did go run during testing out the programs. Eventually, I got so good at debugging FORTRAN programs that at Douglas, I was assigned the task of debugging all the other programmer's programs, if they could not debug it themselves. I had a real skill there and it commanded a pretty fair salary, maybe between $75 K to $100 K in today's money. I was only 24-25, Not bad!

The boring part came after the new program was running smoothly. All of these programs used what was called the Monte Carlo System. A set of random numbers was generated by the computer and huge quantities of these random numbers were used to do computer simulations. Nothing was actually run in real time, it was all simulated! You might be called on to make a million trial runs, each run using a different set of random numbers, you would then get a bell shaped curve of results and from that curve, actual results could be simulated using probablity theory. The problem for me was the time lag involved. I'd work for about 2 hours preparing data to submit to the computer room and then wait around for 4 or 5 hours until the results of the run were returned to me. I then spent an hour or two studying those results and giving them to my engineer. I then submitted a new run based on parameters which he or she gave me. The next morning that cycle would repeat. I would supply tons of print out data and graphs to my Engineer. He would review all the results and then give me new input parameters for the next day's run.

We worked on the Moon Shot, for several years. It was a real interesting experience. I got to meet some really smart people. I am fortunate to have experienced that!!

In an 8 hour day, I was waiting around for 3 to 4 hours every day. That was the part that drove me crazy. Were they able to give me 2 programs to work on simultaneously, that would have solved the problem. Douglas solved that problem by appointing my as a Debug expert for all the other programmers. That made the job really fun. One other thing warrants comment and that was writing up a users guide for each completed program. I spent time on those write ups. The actual typing up of the user's guides was done in a secretarial pool of typists. They always did a fantastically professional job.
Lakey


^^^^^^^^^^ This is, seriously, a GREAAAAAAAT post!

an outline for a movie

a bio

a summation of change

I LOVE THIS POST!!!!

[video]https://youtu.be/IaJwgHYOaQk[/video]

[video]https://youtu.be/1IbStIb9XXw[/video]

let's go out with a smile

thanks everyone for reading our scribblings
 
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Helena Handbasket

Gold Meritorious Patron
Re: The old days - Aboard the Apollo - 1973

In an 8 hour day, I was waiting around for 3 to 4 hours every day. That was the part that drove me crazy. Were they able to give me 2 programs to work on simultaneously, that would have solved the problem.
Those were the days when you would prepare a job, "submit" it (by handing in a deck of punch cards or later, electronically), and wait a few hours for the results (in the form of a printout) to come back. In college I wrote a program that would bump my jobs up to the top of the priority queue -- I got caught and was punished for it!

(You think that was bad, I also wrote a program that gave me full operator's authority. I gave it to my buddy who immediately used it to cancel the subsystem. Back then, computers couldn't run without a subsystem. Naturally, the entire system crashed, and hard! I asked him why he did it, and he said, "I didn't think it would work!")

Helena
 

MrNobody

Who needs merits?
Re: The old days - Aboard the Apollo - 1973

^^^^^^^^^^ This is, seriously, a GREAAAAAAAT post!

an outline for a movie

a bio

a summation of change

I LOVE THIS POST!!!!

[video]https://youtu.be/IaJwgHYOaQk[/video]

[video]https://youtu.be/1IbStIb9XXw[/video]

let's go out with a smile

thanks everyone for reading our scribblings

Can Helluvahoax write the script? Please? :prettyplease:
 

lkwdblds

Crusader
Re: The old days - Aboard the Apollo - 1973

^^^^^^^^^^ This is, seriously, a GREAAAAAAAT post!

an outline for a movie

a bio

a summation of change

I LOVE THIS POST!!!!

Thank you so much for your kind words and also nice to see you post again!! I just went and saw the movie "Love and Mercy" , the life story of Brian Wilson of the Beach Boys. I enjoyed that movie very much and the time setting, starting out in the 60's is the same time period which I discussed in my post.

I can give a couple other details if you like. I was studying to be a High School Math and Physics teacher at Cal State Fullerton and in 1962 I actually was a student teacher at Fullerton High School, teaching 3 Math classes and 1 Physics Class.

At the time, had I entered school teaching, I would have been paid $460 a month, about $2,500 a month in today's money. What happened is that as a Math student at Cal State Fullerton, I was grading papers for a professor, Dr. Donald Tull. He took a liking to me and I had heard that North American Aviation was hiring math people for summer work at their Autonetics Division in nearby Anaheim, CA. I decided to seek summer work at Autonetics prior to starting my school teaching career. I asked Dr. Tull for a letter of recommendation. He had just come over from Autonetics the previous year to become a professor at Cal State Fullerton so he knew all the big shots at Autonetics. I applied to Autonetics for summer work only but Dr. Tull's recommendation was so highly favorable to me that I was offered a full time career job as a FORTRAN PROGRAMMer for $620 a month, about #3,100 a month in today's money. I went for the money and the aerospace job and never did go into teaching, all thanks to this wonderful man, Dr. Tull.

I started working in 1962 at age 22, working first for Autonetics in Anaheim and then being transferred to their facility in Downey, CA. I got laid off about June of 1964 and immediately hired on with a company called Wolfe Research and Development, located at the NASA facility in Clearlake City, Texas about 30 miles south from downtown Houston on the Gulf Freeway.

Houston was a very interesting place, a large city, quite cosmopolitan with lots of things to do and see and their best feature was their people. They were very welcoming and accepting, demonstrating that wonderful Southern Hospitality. When I arrived there, I met up with 4 other young guys from the L.A. Area and the 5 of us began to hang out together. This was really nice. We all immediately had a fair sized group of friends. Every weekend we would drive somewhere and check out that part of the country. We went to Louisiana one time, Austin another time and of course nearby Galveston several times. The one flaw in the ointment was the weather. Southeast Texas is swamp country or bayou country. The climate is terrible, extremely humid at all times. There is not any season which is nice, even Spring is terrible. I just could not stand the humidity so Mac Donald Douglas came to Houston, to recruit FORTRAN Programmers for their Culver City, CA operation right near Marina Del Rey in Los Angeles. I interviewed and got hired at Mac Donald Douglas and left Houston after only 1 year.

I served with Mac Donald Douglas for about a year and a half and then one day I got a phone call. It was a former friend of mine, a black guy named Seward Ballou, whom I had known from Autonetics in Downey. He was with IBM corporation and was a recruiter for them. He called me in the autumn of 1966 and offered me a job at IBM's Federal Systems Division. I was making $800 a month at Douglas, maybe $4,000 a month in today's money and IBM jumped me to $925 a month. I had always wanted to work for IBM and $925 a month was big money for a young guy only 26 years old. I jumped at the offer and resigned at Douglas. In those days, I was paying $165 a month for an extremely nice apartment in West L.A. and my car payment was maybe $75 a month, gasoline was less than 30 cents a gallon, a telephone in my apartment was only $7 a month, I had no debts. With my salary of $925, I could easily put $300 a month in savings and still buy anything I wanted, like nice clothes, art work, traveling. I felt very affluent and I was with a company that had never laid off even one employee. They had a great medical plan and a great retirement plan with stock options. I felt at that time that I had made it big time. I wanted to start a family and I was a very eligible bachelor. I stayed at IBM and worked there when I went to my first Scientology lecture in June of 1970. This leads into the CCLA portion of this thread, around page 5,6 or 7 of the thread.
Lakey
 
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lkwdblds

Crusader
Re: The old days - Aboard the Apollo - 1973

Those were the days when you would prepare a job, "submit" it (by handing in a deck of punch cards or later, electronically), and wait a few hours for the results (in the form of a printout) to come back. In college I wrote a program that would bump my jobs up to the top of the priority queue -- I got caught and was punished for it!

(You think that was bad, I also wrote a program that gave me full operator's authority. I gave it to my buddy who immediately used it to cancel the subsystem. Back then, computers couldn't run without a subsystem. Naturally, the entire system crashed, and hard! I asked him why he did it, and he said, "I didn't think it would work!")

Helena

Interesting tales with a little bit of chicanery, I see. I love these type of stories and found your anecdotes very interesting!

The year I was at UCLA, I lived in a brand new dorm, 9 stories tall. The residents of each floor gave their floor a name. The top floor called themselves Cloud 9 while I was on the 8th floor and we called ourselves, Valhalla House.

Anyway, getting back to chicanery, the elevators at Dykstra hall had a key slot in them where employees or perhaps the fire or police department could insert their key in the elevator and it would no longer stop at the various floors but would go to the floor pushed by the owner of the key with out making any mid term stops.

Some key expert who lived at Dykstra Hall had an incredible skill and somehow was able to make himself a key which worked in the elevator. Everytime I was in the elevator with him, he would insert his key, and the elevator would take him non stop to his floor, ignoring all the buttons being pushed on the other floors. I only rode with him maybe 5 times and he always did this and got away with it. If someone said anything, he would just wink and say that his Dad worked at UCLA and gave him a copy of the master key.

Christmas vacation came and it was announced that Dykstra hall was being closed for two weeks. The building would be locked and all residents had to go elsewhere for those two weeks. We found out when we came back that this guy's key opened all the doors at Dykstra hall. He was living there during the 2 week holiday and he even could gain access to the ktichen and he was taking their food each day and eating it himself. Somehow, just by chance, Security came to the building for some reason and they discovered him present and rousted him our of his room. A quick hearing was held and he was expelled from UCLA. I believe some administrators wanted to press criminal charges against him but I think he got off only with being expelled.
Lakey
 
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Gizmo

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IGNORE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!

Ah, just like every other chat board on the 'net we have an "ignore" button.

Some people absolutely can NOT handle what another says. I get that.

Here on the ESMB we have Z scientologists who will gladly proclaim one the they got from scientology was " the ability to communicate"!

There was a course where they did a " formulae " of communication, looked up the words, demo'd it, did it in clay, drilled it.

And then, By God, they went and a PROFESSIONAL course on it.

To top that off, that did the grade call " Grade Zero " & attested that could " communicate to anybody on any topic ay anytime "

Same people went & dis OT 3 & attested to " Feerdom from Overwhelm "

Then they come here on ESMB & claim those very same " wins & gains" about communicating, then, they can't some posters so use the ignore button.

To those people, bless their hearts I love 'em so much, I do have some beach front property In Yuma Arizona I can still get them in on.


PS : To the sane people, uh, "ignore button" & scn teaching "communication" are way too funny - but, isn't this what makes this thread popular ?
 

Gizmo

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Re: Unusual Befellows - This is really an odd mix.

Phffffffft. Why are complaining to me about Mr. Nobody? DILLIGAF? I wasn't impressed when you talked down about Face too. Both are good people so go cry and whine on someone else's shoulder.

:whatever: :censored: :whocares: :screwy:


The kind of person who would talk down to Face ?

Not many people have the arrogance - or massive enough ego - to talk down to Face - could that be a NPD showing ?
 
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Cat's Squirrel

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Re: The old days - Aboard the Apollo - 1973

Mr N, Helena and Lakey; just want to say that I'm enjoying this series of posts from you all about the early days of programming. Keep 'em coming!

Some time early in 1972, when I would have been 13 or 14, my dad's boss (who'd been to the same school as I was at) had a social evening with us at our house and gave me possibly the worst careers advice ever.

We were discussing the courses that graduating pupils from our school went on to do at college and the conversation turned to a Greek boy who'd just left school and gone on to do Computer Studies. My dad's boss said "You're onto a loser there", and cited the case of someone he knew who 'd graduated in the same subject the previous summer and had still to find a job.

He obviously didn't know the world was going to change and that Britain was going to be crying out for all the good computer people it could get...
 

Gizmo

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Re: The old days - Aboard the Apollo - 1973

Mr N, Helena and Lakey; just want to say that I'm enjoying this series of posts from you all about the early days of programming. Keep 'em coming!

Some time early in 1972, when I would have been 13 or 14, my dad's boss (who'd been to the same school as I was at) had a social evening with us at our house and gave me possibly the worst careers advice ever.

We were discussing the courses that graduating pupils from our school went on to do at college and the conversation turned to a Greek boy who'd just left school and gone on to do Computer Studies. My dad's boss said "You're onto a loser there", and cited the case of someone he knew who 'd graduated in the same subject the previous summer and had still to find a job.

He obviously didn't know the world was going to change and that Britain was going to be crying out for all the good computer people it could get...

And regardless of their successes they are still regarded as nerdy little geeks that lack social skills. Go figure. LOL !
 
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Re: The old days - Aboard the Apollo - 1973

Nice to hear from you! I guess we share some history. I started taking classes in Basic as well. i told the story in the main body of my thread. Due to financial problems my parents had, I only went to UCLA for one year, Sept, 1959 to June,1960, then transferred to Cal State Fullerton. Five years later I went back to UCLA to take Basic in June, 1965, while I was working for McDonald Douglas.

I was absolutely blown away by the changes on the UCLA campus in only 5 years. In 1960, the campus still looked like a 1950's campus. The guys had flat top hair cuts or crew cuts and wore dockers type pants with no pleats and they wore Ivy League shirts. The women still wore skirts and blouses, no women were wearing jeans. It still looked like The Fonzi's era on Happy times or Travolta's era in Grease. Going back only 5 years later to do Basic, everything had changed. Most guys had long hair and beards and wore jeans and a T shirt, non of the women wore skirts, they all wore jeans, T shirts and sandals. Smoking was very popular on campus. The cooler people smoked at course breaks or when walking around campus. In 1960, no one to speak of was on street drugs but in 1965, many students were taking marijuana on a regular basis with a few taking more potent drugs than marijuana. It was like a different world!

I think that it was the old Grease type era all the way through 1963. JFK was in office, everybody loved him. Two events signaled the change in culture, one was JFK's assassination in November of 1963 and the other was the invasion of the British Rock Bands in 1964. first the Beatles and shortly arfterwards a lot of other British Bands, "The Stones, The Dave Clark Five, Herman's Hermits, etc. Up until 1963, it was a continuation of the 1950's culture but in 1964, almost overnight, the culture shifted to a Woodstock type of culture. The speed of change was absolutely incredible. Of course this was California, where trends originated. California and New York were trend setters. Middle America didn't change quite as fast but every few years they would catch up with the latest cultural trends.

Well Bromo, how did accounting go for you. In those days they had FORTRAN for scientific applications and COBOL for financial type of operations. Basic was an effort to merge and update those two languages, or at least that is how I remember it.

For we, in the scientific part of the spectrum, California was the center of the universe in the 40's through 60's in aircraft and defense work except, perhaps, during WWII when most vehicles came from Detroit and went straight to the Military. When Kennedy started the Apollo Moon Program, California was the center of that program and it was booming with aerospace and defense plants. It was very easy for someone with a math-physics background to get a well paying defense job.

With Johnson taking office after Kennedy's assassination, NASA was set up in Texas and much off the aerospace work quickly dried up in California. I got layed off but Texas was calling, especially Houston, were NASA was based (right outside of Houston). I went there in June 1964. It was either that or be drafted. Most of us younger aerospace guys wanted to avoid the draft. The Aerospace companies in Texas were recruiting like crazy in California. FORTRAN programmers were in huge demand for the Apollo effort. I took a job and never did go into the Army. Looking back, I wish I would have spent my two years in the Service. I didn't serve my country and feel bad about that plus those who did serve now have a lot of aid and financial benefits as a result. The Government accepted working in Aerospace or any part of our defense industry as a replacement for doing Army or Navy training. Our skills were considered critical skills.

As far as the punch card days. Learning piano as a kid, I took typing in 8th grade and have excellent typing skills. I did a little of my own key punching on my own. On key punching, there were no male key punch operators, it was all female and about half of the women were young women in their 20's. It was easy to make friends with the key punch operators, a lot of them were interested in meeting guys who were Programmers or Engineers. In Houston, I dated a couple of key punch operators and I think I dated one at Mc Donald Douglas. Nothing ever came of those dates.

I just loved being a FORTRAN programmer! The only downside was waiting around all day for your program to come back. I was always assigned only one program at a time. Writing the program required an initial meeting with the Engineer. He would go over the program which he wanted written and tell me what kind of output he wanted. All programs printed out large quantities of numbers but there was also CRT, which stood for Cathode Ray Tube and that referred to the graphs which the computer could produce.

The engineer would give me a set of equations and then tell me what he wanted the computer to do. I usually spent 7 to 10 days writing a program. It was a lot of fun, I just loved it. It was very challenging but it required the skils which I was best at. In higher math I was not an ace; I could understand it but had not made it my own enough to be creative with it. In computer applications, I was a whiz, I did phenomenal programs for my engineers and made some friends along the way. It would usually take about 2 weeks to formulate a program and debug it. Debugging was extremely interesting for me. Murhphy's law was at work, whatever could go wrong did go run during testing out the programs. Eventually, I got so good at debugging FORTRAN programs that at Douglas, I was assigned the task of debugging all the other programmer's programs, if they could not debug it themselves. I had a real skill there and it commanded a pretty fair salary, maybe between $75 K to $100 K in today's money. I was only 24-25, Not bad!

The boring part came after the new program was running smoothly. All of these programs used what was called the Monte Carlo Method. A set of random numbers was generated by the computer and huge quantities of these random numbers were used to do computer simulations. Nothing was actually run in real time, it was all simulated! You might be called on to make a million trial runs, each run using a different set of random numbers, you would then get a bell shaped curve of results and from that curve, actual results could be simulated using probablity theory. The problem for me was the time lag involved. I'd work for about 2 hours preparing data to submit to the computer room and then wait around for 4 or 5 hours until the results of the run were returned to me. I then spent an hour or two studying those results and giving them to my engineer. I then submitted a new run based on parameters which he or she gave me. The next morning that cycle would repeat. I would supply tons of print out data and graphs to my Engineer. He would review all the results and then give me new input parameters for the next day's run.

We worked on the Moon Shot, for several years. It was a real interesting experience. I got to meet some really smart people. I am fortunate to have experienced that!!

In an 8 hour day, I was waiting around for 3 to 4 hours every day. That was the part that drove me crazy. Were they able to give me 2 programs to work on simultaneously, that would have solved the problem. Douglas solved that problem by appointing me as a Debug expert for all the other programmers. That made the job really fun. One other thing warrants comment and that was writing up a users guide for each completed program. I spent time on those write ups. The actual typing up of the user's guides was done in a secretarial pool of typists. They always did a fantastically professional job.
Lakey

Sheesh you guys are about 6 years older than me. I studied FORTRAN and COBOL at DeAnza college in 1970. We had to drive 12 miles out to Sunnyvale to the Lockheed facility at 7PM to use their IBM card punch and IBM system.

I was always behind in those classes. My genetics were Kansas farm family immigrated to the USA in the 1860s from Holland right before the Civil War. Family line was akin to Amish. Lots of Cows and dairy and house building. So math science and language arts weren't so much in my DNA.

I was fascinated with Music of the 60s when I was a teener which led to electonics with guitar amplifiers and building fuzztones and my own Theramin organ from kits purchased from vendors from the back of Popular Electronics Magazine.

Back to Fortran, Fortran was considered the engineer's language but there wasnt that many jobs for graduates. COBOL was what the bankers used and there were jobs for them. So I switched to COBOL. I liked FORTRAN much better.

While punching cards at Lockheed we had to have a picture ID badge to get into the building since I had switched to COBOL I was already 2 weeks late in the class so my badge request took 3 more days to gain access to the building.

Once I was in so many people were fighting for keypunch time and test runs. There was a take a number que I was lost getting my decks through on time I always had to stay past 10 some times to 11PM.

One time I messed up a deck of cards I didn't colate them by writing the numbers on each sequential card so I didn't know card 11 from 52. I was massively frustrated and broke. I couldn't catch up, and I desperately needed some hope for a job.

I liked one of the girls in my keypunch COBOL class but there was no room for chit chat competition was fierce.

I had to drop the class and got a job working at a gas station at BayMart CO2 will remember Baymart..

While working at Baymart as a pump jockey I was saving money to buy the Altair computer kit it was the first computer kit available for purchase. It cost nearly $400 in 1970 if I remember right. A good car cost about $300.

But I digress. Because of my interest in computers and building a very poor IBM card reader for 6th grade science project. And the interest in the Altair computer, In 1972 I finally got a entry job at a local famous Electronics firm and 30 years later retired from R&D lab as an engineer. They Grandfathered me into an engineers pay scale. But I was good.

I also was fortunate enough to work with Steve Wozniak for 2 weeks early on. Not much was said but I knew him and his project.

I know! I cant believe it either. I worked with some very kind and wonderful people willing enough to share their knowledge, and help me along.
 
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Helena Handbasket

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Re: The old days - Aboard the Apollo - 1973

And regardless of their successes they are still regarded as nerdy little geeks that lack social skills. Go figure. LOL !
That's because machines are MUCH easier to understand than people. Machines are consistent! :)

Helena
 
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